Mrs. VandebiltPaul McCartney & Wings.Down in the jungle living in a tentYou don't use money you don't pay rentYou don't ever know the yimeBut you don't mindHo Hey Ho…

When your light is on the blinkYou never think of worryingWhat's the use of worrying?When your bus has left the stopYou'd better drop your hurryingWhat's the use of hurrying?

Leave me alone Mrs. VandebiltI've got plenty of time of my ownWhat's the use of worrying?What's the use of hurrying?What's the use of anything?

Ho Hey Ho…

What's the use of worrying?What's the use of hurrying?What's the use of anything?

Ho Hey Ho…

When your pile is one the WaneYou don't complain of RobberyRun away Don't Bother meWhat's the use of worrying?What's the use of anything?Leave me alone Mrs. WashingtonI've done plenty of time on my own

What's the use of worrying?What's the use of hurrying? (no use!)What's the use of anything?

Ho Hey Ho…———————————————————————————————————————————————————–BluebirdPaul McCartney & Wings.Late at night when the wind is stillI'll come flying through your doorAnd you'll know what love is for

I'm a bluebird, I'm a bluebirdI'm a bluebird, I'm a bluebirdYeah, yeah, yeah

I'm a bluebird, I'm a bluebirdI'm a bluebird, yeah, yeah, yeah

Touch your lips with a magic kissAnd you'll be a bluebird tooAnd you'll know what love can do

I'm a bluebird, I'm a bluebirdI'm a bluebird, I'm a bluebirdYeah, yeah, yeah

I'm a bluebird, I'm a bluebirdI'm a bluebird, yeah, yeah, yeah

Bluebird (bluebird) ah haBluebird (bluebird) ah haBluebird (bluebird)

Fly away through the midnight airAs we head out across the seaAnd at last, we will be free

You're a bluebird, you're a bluebirdYou're a bluebird, you're a bluebirdYeah, yeah, yeah

Too Many People Going UndergroundToo Many Reaching For A Piece Of CakeToo Many People Pulled And Pushed AroundToo Many Waiting For That Lucky BreakThat Was Your First MistakeYou Took Your Lucky Break And Broke It In TwoNow What Can Be Done For YouYou Broke It In Two

Too Many People Sharing Party LinesToo Many People Never Sleeping LateToo Many People Paying Parking FinesToo Many Hungry People Losing Weight

That Was Your First MistakeYou Took Your Lucky Break And Broke It In TwoNow What Can Be Done For YouYou Broke It In Two

Too Many People Preaching PracticesDon't Let Them Tell You What You Wanna BeToo Many People Holding Back, This IsCrazy And Maybe It's Not Like Me

Mister postman look and seeIs there a letter in your bag for meI been waiting a long long timeSince I heard from that girl of mine

There must be some word todayFrom my girlfriend so far awayPlease Mister postman look and seeIf there's a letter, a letter for meI been standing here waiting Mister postmanSo patientlyFor just a card or just a letterSaying she's returning home to me

Mister postman look and seeIs there a letter in your bag for meI been waiting a long long timeSince I heard from that girl of mine

So many days you passed me bySee the tear standing in my eyeYou didn't stop to make me feel betterBy leaving me a card or a letter

So Mister postman look and seeIs there a letter in your bag for meI been waiting a long long timeSince I heard from that girlfriend of mine

You gotta wait a minute, wait a minuteYou gotta wait a minute, wait a minuteYou gotta wait a minute, wait a minuteYou gotta check it and see, one more time for meYou gotta wait a minute, wait a minuteYou gotta wait a minute, wait a minuteYou gotta wait a minute, wait a minuteDeliver the letter, the sooner the betterYou gotta wait a minute, wait a minuteYou gotta wait a minute, wait a minuteYou gotta wait a minute, wait a minute.